Chapter 78

Ning Qingjun, known as the pride of the heavens, is the true genius of Shiyan Town, the most outstanding disciple, whose talents even astonish the elders.

It is said that since her birth, she has been accompanied by a divine lingzhi, unmatched by any of her peers. Even the Supreme Autumn Wind Pavilion has heard of her deeds and treats her with special favor, desiring to take her as a disciple. But she refused, saying she would not join any sect until she reached the Sixth Transformation.

At this moment, she moved gracefully, like a fairy descending from the heavens. With each step, the green longsword in her hand danced like a living snake, detached from the mundane world, engaging in battle with the silver-bladed blood spider.

Occasionally, a faint silver light flashed around her, elegant and splendid, yet immensely powerful, a symbol of the Sixth Transformation Silver Qi.

The silver-bladed blood spider was also extraordinary, its eight thick legs swinging like eight sharp blades, slicing through the air with a fierce howl, leaving a trail of bloody shadows. Wherever it passed, the space shattered into fragments.

A large rock, accidentally brushed by one of the spider's legs, instantly cracked and turned to dust.

Tang Gu immediately crouched low, holding his breath, unwilling to reveal his identity.

To see the legendary first disciple of the Inner Court here was a great surprise. However, her graceful movements gave Tang Gu a sense of familiarity, though he couldn't pinpoint where he had seen her before.

He was certain he had never met this first disciple of the Inner Court before, but now was not the time to ponder these thoughts.

The battle in the canyon grew more intense. The eight thick legs of the silver-bladed blood spider were indeed formidable, like eight sharp swords, creating a sky of bloody shadows that enveloped Ning Qingjun's entire body.

A Sixth Transformation beast was, after all, extraordinary, far surpassing the strength of ordinary human Sixth Transformation cultivators.

However, Ning Qingjun was even more terrifying. With a green longsword in her hand, she moved up and down, each sword qi cutting deep into the hard exoskeleton of the silver-bladed blood spider, leaving bloody marks.

She herself moved like a ghost, always managing to dodge the spider's attacks at the last moment.

As the battle reached its peak, the silver-bladed blood spider, covered in wounds, grew even angrier. Suddenly, it stopped chasing and remained still.

In the next moment, a bloodthirsty light flashed in its tiny eyes, and a faint red glow enveloped its entire body.

In an instant, Tang Gu felt the silver-bladed blood spider transform, becoming even more powerful and terrifying. Its speed increased dramatically, and its figure became a blur, too fast for the eye to follow.

"Thud!"

A loud闷 sound echoed as one of the spider's long legs slashed across Ning Qingjun's white dress, tearing a large gash and causing blood to flow. Ning Qingjun grunted and staggered back, clearly injured.

She was now at a disadvantage.

However, Tang Gu saw no sign of panic on her face. After three more moves, she suddenly paused, and her figure instantly split into three shadows, each moving in a different direction.

The silver-bladed blood spider, though powerful, had a low intelligence. When the three shadows appeared, its tiny eyes hesitated, and after a moment of indecision, it turned and raised one of its legs, tentatively striking at the figure on the left.

But at that moment, the white figure on the right suddenly solidified, and the green sword in her hand rose, executing a mysterious sword technique.

Three strange sounds, "Duo, Duo, Duo," echoed in the air, and the green sword in her hand suddenly glowed brightly, like a blooming lotus, enveloping the silver-bladed blood spider from back to front.

In the next moment, a terrifying sound of "Pili Pala" echoed in the endless sword light. When the sounds finally faded, the silver-bladed blood spider was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a pile of broken blood clumps on the ground.

Tang Gu let out a soft "Eh," as Ning Qingjun's figure merged with the memory of another white-clad woman. In an instant, he realized who she was, his eyes widening in shock as he covered his mouth.

He then crouched low, trying to sneak away from behind the mountain.

But at that moment, Ning Qingjun, who had successfully killed the silver-bladed blood spider, suddenly looked up, her eyes sharp, and gazed in the direction where Tang Gu was hiding, raising her sword. "Who's there? Come out!"

Seeing no way to hide, Tang Gu stood up and walked out to face Ning Qingjun in the canyon.

He cautiously glanced at the beautiful white-clad girl before him, then at the broken remains of the silver-bladed blood spider, his eyes involuntarily twitching.

He then looked at the beautiful white-clad girl and forced a smile. "It's you. Nice to meet you."

"Hmm?"

Seeing Tang Gu, Ning Qingjun was clearly taken aback. She lowered her sword and sheathed it, frowning as she looked at Tang Gu. "It's you. This is deep within the Ancient Python Mountains, where Fifth and Sixth Transformation beasts often appear. How could a mere杂役 disciple like you be here?"

"Huh, that's not right!"

She seemed to notice something, her eyes scanning Tang Gu, and her surprise was evident. "You've actually broken through to the Fifth Transformation of Qi Dao? How is that possible? No wonder I haven't seen you for a while. This cultivation speed..."

Her eyes widened in amazement.

Tang Gu's heart was also in turmoil. In the depths of the Ancient Python Mountains, he had encountered this mysterious and formidable first disciple of the Inner Court, Ning Qingjun, who turned out to be the same white-clad woman he had seen practicing sword techniques daily in the depths of the Bamboo Grove.

No wonder she possessed such formidable strength and had easily learned the secret sword techniques treasured by the Martial Academy, with such astonishing insight into the Way of the Sword.

Who else in Shiyan Town could have such strength and status besides the legendary Ning family genius, the sword prodigy, and the first disciple of the Martial Academy, Ning Qingjun?

"I should have realized it sooner." Tang Gu slapped his forehead, feeling as stupid as a pig.

At the Inner Court competition, he had used the Three Shadows and the Heavy Wind Sword, which, though only in form, were all learned by secretly watching this white-clad woman, solving many of his problems.

In a way, this white-clad woman, the first disciple of the Inner Court, Ning Qingjun, had even been like a teacher to him.

Because she had always known that Tang Gu was watching from outside but never stopped him. If not for that accident, Tang Gu would have continued to visit the Bamboo Grove after reaching the Qi Dao realm.

Perhaps their relationship would have continued until Ning Qingjun left Shiyan Town.

The atmosphere in the canyon became silent for a moment. At that moment, a strange black smoke drifted in from the distance, slowly enveloping Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun.

Smelling the strange smoke, both Tang Gu and Ning Qingjun felt a dizziness in their heads and their faces changed.

"Bad, it's poison smoke!"

Ning Qingjun's eyes flashed with a fierce light. In that moment, she seemed to transform into a different person. She glanced at Tang Gu. "Stay here."

Before her words were even finished, she turned into a white light and disappeared, reappearing outside the canyon behind a hidden rock. There, a middle-aged man in blue, carrying a ghostly saber, was squatting, holding a black long-necked jade bottle, a sinister look on his face.

The bottle was releasing a stream of black smoke, which he was slowly fanning into the canyon using his inner breath. This was Du Tianao, the Great Elder of the Du family, a Fifth Transformation Qi Dao cultivator, who had spent a long time tracking down Tang Gu.

At that moment, the white-clad woman in the canyon suddenly disappeared, and a bad feeling flashed through Du Tianao's mind. The next moment, a white shadow flashed, and a light rustle of bamboo branches behind him made him startle, just as he was about to turn around.

At that moment, a cold, green longsword pierced straight through his neck.

Du Tianao's eyes widened in disbelief, regret, hesitation, and fear, but in the end, only fear remained. Blood trickled from his neck, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The black long-necked jade bottle in his hand shattered on a rock, releasing more black smoke.

He died with his eyes open.

Ning Qingjun's body trembled as she felt her inner strength rapidly draining, her face turning pale. She flashed into the valley, grabbed Tang Gu, and the two quickly retreated from the canyon.

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